The ancient poems about Li Shen are as follows:
1.
In Li Shen, Tang Dynasty, it was noon, and sweat dripped down the river, but every grain of food was hard.
2. "Leisure Banquet in the Orchard in Yangchun, Chu" Tang Li Shen
Peach and plum were planted in the West Garden, and the red, white and low branches brushed the wine glasses. Fanyan is only worried about the wind falling, and the drunken feast will open in the middle of the month.
advise people not to be sorry for Fang early, and to look at the candle frequency with fear and urgency. I have heard that the grass has been exposed for several years, and several plants are still close to the pool platform.
3, "Crossing the Bell Mausoleum" Tang Li Shen
At the end of the Longsha River, the Bell Mausoleum is held, and the Shuiguo Village Bridge is beautiful in the evening. The river is thousands of miles away from Chushan, and Guo Lianyu has thousands of lanterns.
You don't have to throw away your double-barrelled words to honor your pet, but you love and hate it when you fall. I'm disappointed to swim with the grass, but I'm impressed by my kindness.
4. Stay in Yangzhou
The Li Shen River in the Tang Dynasty crossed the broad and smoky waves late, and the tide passed the autumn leaves in Jinling. Hey, Saihong passes through Chuze, and the shallow crimson tree sees Yangzhou.
The night bridge is full of lights, and the water Frant Gwo is near the bullfight. Today, the customs of the market have changed, so there is no need to ask about the lost building.
5. There is a medicine in front of the book hall in Xinchang House, Tang Li Shen
The white elm has a red nail at the bottom of the star, and purple clouds grow in the Zhushu Palace. Dan Cai tied the heart to distinguish the quality, and the green branches and leaves suddenly became strips.
The Taoist priest in feather clothes steals the mysterious garden, and the golden bamboo slips protect the jade seedlings. It's been raining for nine days, and it's lush and green recently.
6. Crossing the Li Shen of Jingmen Tang
The Jingjiang River is wide and smoky, and Jingmen Road is surrounded by mountains. The sail invades the clouds and is bright, and the mountain journey is still faint.
green wheat crows, lonely wild trails and pear flowers. Travel to drive Ma Wanli far away, and gradually enter the smoke haze dangerous stack on credit.
birds fly out of the valley in the forest, and the moon cries on a thousand rocks. I am heartbroken, I can't smell it, and people hate to come to Bashu.
I heard this bird wish my soul, and I don't know how to complain when it dies. As a feather family, don't inhabit, and go straight to Qingyun to call the emperor.
at this time, the mountains and moons are like mirrors, and the rocks and trees reflect each other. Bright and deep into the spring, see the firewood path for details.
The Temple of Ghosts is used as a postal kiosk, and chickens and dolphins smell fishy every day. A fool's fortunes are self-confusing, and why should he pass the lark?
at the low moon, I ask travelers, and I have already dipped in pepper paste to worship the wilderness. The disconsolate faithful are self-sustaining, who will sacrifice the stone on the hill.